Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

But the doubts in his heart were not dispelled, and while coordinating the counterattack, he began to pay closer attention to observing Yun Tianji's aura fluctuations and the details of his movements.

This careful observation immediately revealed more clues.

Not only was Yun Tianji's cultivation realm extraordinarily high, but his application and understanding of Immortal Techniques had also reached an astounding and terrifying level.

Often a simple Immortal Law, in his hands, could be turned from decay into magic, with a single portion of immortal power, he could unleash a tenfold or even twelvefold terrifying might.

The exquisite use of Laws, the precise grasp of timing, did not seem like that of a young prodigy but rather like an old monster that had been dormant for countless millennia.

This understanding and control of the essence of power definitely weren't something Yun Tianji, or at least the current Yun Tianji, could possess.

For a moment, the suspicion in Chu Zheng's heart rose again, and it grew more and more intense.

Was the Yun Tianji before him really still the original Yun Tianji? Could he have already been taken over or controlled by that Good Corpse or Evil Corpse...

A trace of doubt flashed in Chu Zheng's eyes, and he raised his vigilance, carefully sensing.

After a moment, further doubt rose in his heart. Although Yun Tianji was surrounded by a thick aura of Heavenly Fate, there was absolutely no trace of the supreme aura of Heaven's Mandate.

This was clearly contrary to his previous assumptions.

Chu Zheng's mind was racing with thoughts, but his actions were not slow at all, coordinating with Yun Tianji with increasing tacit understanding.

Under their joint effort, the originally formidable and seemingly tireless Martial Cultivator finally began to show signs of weakness.

His offensive was no longer as fierce as torrential rain at the start, and his defense began to show sluggishness and flaws.

In a moment of stumbling, when the boiling Blood Qi around him briefly stagnated, Chu Zheng seized the fleeting opportunity, a hand seal entwined with five-colored divine light suddenly struck the back of that Martial Saint.

This palm strike was powerful and heavy, sending him into the depths of the shattered starry sky, blood splattering into the void, almost breaking his spine.

Just as Chu Zheng was about to pursue, a sudden change occurred.

A jet-black light, extremely subtle, suddenly emerged from the deepest part of that Martial Cultivator's vast blood energy.

Its speed exceeded the reaction limits of Chu Zheng and Yun Tianji, surpassing time and space. In an instant, it tore through the void and disappeared into the endless depths of the star sea, leaving no trace behind.

The moment that pitch-black light fled, the Martial Cultivator who was barely holding on suddenly froze, the emptiness and coldness in his eyes, the murderous gaze receded like a tide, replaced by confusion, soon gradually returning to clarity.

He shook his seemingly heavy head, noticing his injuries, and then looked at the watchful Chu Zheng and the stern Yun Tianji before him, his face instantly showing astonishment and vigilance, subconsciously speaking:

"Fellow Daoists, wait! Where is this place? What just happened? I..."

He seemed completely unaware of what he had just done, trying to explain and inquire about the situation.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Chu Zheng stopped, while Yun Tianji's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and his actions did not pause at all, even faster by threefold!

The Immortal Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a sharp hum, its light soared, like a cold lightning slicing through the starry sky, directly across the Martial Cultivator's neck.

Thud!

A head full of astonishment shot into the sky, and the hot blood of the Martial Saint spurted out, leaving a blood flower in the starry sky.

Seeing this, Chu Zheng's brows furrowed tightly, looking at Yun Tianji who was withdrawing his sword, his eyes carried a touch of scrutiny.

Yun Tianji's strike was too swift, too decisive, even somewhat overly impatient.

He quietly observed Yun Tianji before him, and the sense of oddity in his heart rose once more.

The dense aura of Heavenly Fate on Yun Tianji was still clearly discernible, like a lighthouse in the night. But he still couldn't perceive any aura belonging to a Heavenly Power Fragment.

Then where did this aura of Heavenly Fate on him come from?

Chu Zheng suppressed the doubts in his heart, cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you, Brother Tianji, for your assistance this time."

"No need for thanks. I don't have many friends, and you and Miss Xue Qing are considered fateful with me."

Yun Tianji waved his hand, disinterestedly saying: "I still have personal matters to attend to, so I will not stay long. Now that there are many people in the Heaven Burial Palace wanting to kill you, and living creatures from the ancient clans have gradually gathered, acting in groups, each occupying a part of the starry sky to search for opportunities, Daoist Zheng Chu, take care, we shall meet again after leaving the Heaven Burial Palace."

With that, he cupped his hands and hurriedly left, appearing very urgent.

Chu Zheng stood in the silent starry sky, watching the back of Yun Tianji leaving, his brow gradually tightening.

At this moment, he could confirm that there was the existence of Heaven's Mandate on Yun Tianji's body.

From the moment the Martial Saint died, he had been observing the traces of Heavenly Fate's flow.

At the moment the Martial Saint died, a thin strand of Heavenly Fate entered Yun Tianji's body.

Ordinarily, after living creatures die, their Heavenly Fate dissipates, merging into the world.

Only the Ancient Ancestor would have the ability to temporarily seal Heavenly Fate, except for the Ancient Ancestor, only those with Heaven's Mandate could absorb Heavenly Fate into their own body.

Clearly, Yun Tianji was not an Ancient Ancestor, leaving only one explanation.

The pitch-black light that fled just now, he had also been able to confirm, was undoubtedly the Evil Corpse.

What was on Yun Tianji was likely the Good Corpse.

As for not sensing the aura of Heaven's Mandate, it might be due to a different way of assimilating it.

He is now completely integrated with Heaven's Mandate, while the previous Martial Saint was obviously just a puppet, and Yun Tianji is clearly in another manner.

Chu Zheng withdrew his thoughts, shook his head slightly, and no longer considered too much.

Even if he had the opportunity to kill the Evil Corpse or the Good Corpse, he absolutely couldn't do so now.

The Good and Evil Corpses must leave the Heaven Burial Palace; this is an established ancient history.

If done, the ancient history would be reversed, and he would fall back into the sidelines, in vain.

Some people cannot die at times they shouldn't.

What he needs to do now is to calmly gather some Heavenly Fate in the Heaven Burial Palace, and after leaving, lie low for a while, waiting for the time to come.

Although he has forgotten many details from conversations with that Little Taoist, he remembers two things clearly: stealing the Heavenly Mirror from the Star Moon Ancient Clan, and then digging up the Feng Clan's ancestral grave.

Apart from these two things, he has no need to complicate matters further.

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Chu Zheng left the chaotic starry sky, preparing to find a secluded place to retreat, heal his injuries, and quickly refine the Blood Pill within him.

The opportunities for Heavenly Fate within the Heaven Burial Palace are unpredictable and elusive, Chu Zheng could feel the scattered presence of Heavenly Fate in this world but was unable to absorb it into his body.

He ultimately possesses only one-third of the Heavenly Power, not the complete authority of Heavenly Fate, and can only recover it through killing.

After spending several months, Chu Zheng refined the Blood Pill, and his cultivation surged once more, nearing Heavenly Immortal Perfection.

In terms of cultivation alone, he was no weaker than the Eight Tribulations True Immortal Perfection, as well as the Martial Saint previously possessed by the Evil Corpse, and his combat power was even greater.

Having obtained part of the Heavenly Power, his cultivation speed soared once more, in this unique world environment, achieved an unbelievably rapid pace, seemingly advancing day by day.

After coming out of seclusion, Chu Zheng did not wander again, his aura released openly, with over a dozen Ancient Clan Blood Seals illuminating the starry sky.

Now, he just needed to wait for people to come to him.

Based on Yun Tianji's previous words, those living creatures of the Ancient Ancestors had already banded together, now he only needs to wait for them to come, there is no need to waste time searching everywhere.

The duration of the Heaven Burial Palace's opening is uncertain, sometimes extending to a hundred years, sometimes as short as a few years, very unstable.

Once the time is up, all living creatures will be transported out of the Heaven Burial Palace.

Chu Zheng was uncertain how much time he had left, so he had to collect enough Heavenly Fate quickly, especially now there is Yun Tianji and the Evil Corpse lurking in the shadows competing with him for a share of Heavenly Luck.

He must have a portion of Heavenly Fate on him, so that he could successfully enter the ancestral ground after the Feng Clan's ancestral grave is excavated and the Feng Clan's ancient ancestor is slain.

This is crucial, and there can be no mistakes.